第92章

THE NEW POLICY

It was still early spring when Shock received a letter from Brown, a letter full of perplexity, and love and wrath.

"Something has gone wrong," he wrote."You have got to come down here and straighten it out.I can plainly see that Mrs.Fairbanks is at the bottom of it, but just what she is at I cannot discover.

Helen I do not now see much.The changes in our life, you see, have been very great.I cannot bear to go to the house now.The associations are too much for me.Besides, Lloyd seems to have taken possession of the whole family.The old lady flatters and fondles him in a manner that makes my gorge rise.It is quite evident she wants him for her son-in-law, and more than evident that he entirely concurs.""Just what Helen thinks of it I am at a loss to know, but I cannot believe she can stand Lloyd any more than I can.Up till recently she was very open with me and very loyal to you, but of late a change has taken place, and what in thunder is the matter, I cannot make out.Have you done or said anything? Have you been guilty of any high-falutin' nonsense of giving her up, and that sort of thing?

I fear she is avoiding me just now, and I feel certain she has been misled in some way, so you must come down.You really must.Of course you will say you cannot afford it, but this is too serious a thing for any excuse like that.Will not your confounded Highland pride let me loan you enough to bring you down.Anyway, come, if you have to walk."It must be confessed that Brown's letter produced little effect upon Shock's mind.The bitterness of his surrender was past, so, at least, he thought.The happy dream he had cherished for a year was gone forever.He was quite certain that it was not Brown's but the Superintendent's letter that determined him to accept appointment as a delegate to the General Assembly.

"I have no right to command you in this," the Superintendent wrote.

"I wish I had.But I need you, and for the sake of the men you and Iknow, I wish you to come down to the Assembly and meet the Committee."It was undoubtedly the Superintendent's letter, and yet that sudden leap of his heart as he read his chief's entreaty startled him.

"Nonsense!" he said, shutting his jaws hard together."That is all done with." And yet he knew that it would be a joy almost too great to endure to catch a glimpse of the face that still came to him night by night in his dreams, to hear her voice, and to be near her.

So Shock came down, and his coming brought very different feelings to different hearts, to Brown the very news of it brought mad, wild delight.He rushed to find Helen.

"He is coming down," he cried.

"Is he?" replied Helen, eagerly."Who?"

"I have seen his chief," continued Brown, ignoring the question."He has had a wire.He'll be here day after to-morrow.Oh, let me yell!

The dear old beast! If we could only get him into a jersey, and see him bleed.""Don't, Brownie," said Helen, using her pet name for her friend.

They had grown to be much to each other during the experiences of the past year."It suggests too much.""I forgot," said Brown, penitently."Forgive me.It will be hard for you.""And for him.Poor Shock," said Helen."Don't let him go to his home.""Not if I can help it," replied Brown.

"And don't--don't--talk about me--much."

"Not if I can help it," replied Brown again, this time with a suspicion of a smile.

"Now, Brownie, I want you to help me," said Helen."It is hard enough.There is nothing between us now.He wishes it to be so, and after all, I do too.""You do? Look me in the face and say you do."Helen looked him steadily in the face, and said, quietly, "Yes, Ido.In all sincerity I believe it is far better so.Mother is quite determined, and she has only me.It is the only thing possible, so Iwant you to help me."

"And all that--that--that thing last spring was a farce--a mistake, I mean?""Yes, a mistake.An awful mistake.You see," explained Helen, hurriedly, "I was dreadfully excited, and--well, you know, I made a fool of myself.And so, Brownie, you must help me.""Help you--how? To keep him off? That won't be hard.Tell him it was all a mistake last spring and that you regret it, and you won't need to do anything else, if I know him.""I have--at least mother has told him."

"Your mother?" gasped Brown."Then that settles it.Good-by.I did not expect this of you.""Come back, Brownie.You know you are unkind, and you must not desert me.""Well, what in heaven's name do you want me to do? Keep him off?""Oh, I do not know," said Helen, breaking through her calm."I don't know.What can I do?""Do?" said Brown."Let him tell you." He had great faith in Shock's powers.

But the next two days were days of miserable anxiety to Brown.If Shock would only do as he was told and act like an ordinary man, Brown had no doubt of the issue.

"Oh, if he'll only play up," he groaned to himself, in a moment of desperation."If he'll only play up he'll take all that out of her in about three minutes."The only question was, would he play.Brown could only trust that in some way kind Providence would come to his aid.On the afternoon of the second day, the day of Shock's arrival, his hope was realized, and he could not but feel that Fortune had condescended to smile a little upon him.

Shock's train was late.The Superintendent had sought Brown out, and adjured him by all things sacred to produce his man at the committee meeting at the earliest possible moment, and this commission Brown had conscientiously fulfilled.

Toward evening he met Helen downtown, and was escorting her homeward when they fell in with Tommy Phillips, a reporter for the Times.He was evidently in a state of considerable excitement.

"I have just had a great experience," he exclaimed."I was down this afternoon at your church committee, and I tell you I had a circus.